“Consequences? I haven’t seen any—” Rufus didn’t even release his hands. He simply moved with unexpected speed and strength, heaving Luke up, over, and down, so he thumped onto his back on the bed, hands still trapped. Rufus knelt over him, smiling into his eyes. “You will, my End of Days. You will.”
[bites fist] i cant deal with thjssssssssss
